Gourmet of Another World

The next day, early in the morning, the sky just dawned.

The palace was filled with a loud horn, followed by some sad bells in dullness.

The sleeping emperor, as if at this moment was awakened, the lights of the household were lit, many people wrapped in thick cotton coats, walked out of the house, hacked in the air, and shrunk their necks towards the imperial palace Tianxuan Gate.

All along the way, the people were silent and the atmosphere of sadness engulfed them.

They lamented and lamented, lamented the ruthlessness of the years, lamented the loss of life, a generation of male lords, and also regretted the meteor, which was a huge loss to the entire Breeze Empire.

The people's respect for the Great Wind came from the heart, because such an inspiring emperor was their blessing, and the Emperor created a world in which they could live in peace, and they were grateful to the Great.

Today is the day of the burial of the Great Wind, so the people of the Emperor got up early to give the Great Wind a ride, and many more people came from outside the Emperor's capital to see the last face of the Great.

The bells screamed, rendering a sad atmosphere. The more crowds gathered outside the Tianxuan Gate, the more guards guarded the entrance to the Tianxuan Gate, so that no one could enter, but the people didn't care, they just had to wait outside the door for the coffin loaded with the body of the Great Wind King to come out.

In Tianxuan Gate, the snow has cleared a wide road with the help of a diligent eunuch, in order to allow the convoy of escorts to travel flat.

The prince was mourned, his face was also sad, looking at the Great Hall, behind him were many literary and martial arts officials, dressed in solemn clothing, and wrapped in a white coat to show his sorrow at the funeral of the Great Wind.

Yu Wang was disgraced like a prince. His face was serious. Behind him were literary martial arts officers, but there were also sects who disguised themselves as guards. Even sects who were strong expressed their respect for the Great Wind, because this was indeed a man who frightened their sects.

The two teams were separated on both sides and stood in silence. In Daxiong Palace, a team of mourning court musicians slowly emerged. They played painful music, and the listeners felt a little heavy inside.

Shawmont was dressed in a john's costume, wrapped in white gossip, and stood beside him by his feeble Ji Jool.

Ji Rue's complexity, hidden in tears, slept for three years and woke up at the time of his father's funeral.

But Ji Ruer looked around and wanted to find Ji Chengxue's figure, but he discovered that Ji Chengxue was not here at Nobutan Xuanmen Square...

“Where's Snowman? Why isn't he here yet?” Ji Rue asks Shawmon on his side with a weak voice.

Shawmon's heart is also full of doubt. Yesterday Ji Chengxue should have succeeded in getting out of danger. Today is so important, how could he not appear?

As the heir to the throne of the Emperor's Dahir, Ji Chengxue should be more kind!

Did something happen? Shaw Meng's eyes flashed, but his face smiled softly. “It's okay, Cheng Xue may be delayed. He'll be here soon. After all... he's the heir to the throne. ”

Ji Ruhe was still a little uncomfortable, but was infected by Shawmon's gentle smile, and the corner of his mouth also slightly raised and nodded.

Xiao Yanyu and Xiaolong's brother stood behind them and looked at the love of their parents. They were also very happy.

Xiao Yanyu looked around, but never found the familiar figure… According to his father, it was Big Brother Xiaoyue who rescued his mother.

Yesterday, her mother had told Xiao Yanyu and Xiaolong that their grievances about Xiaolong had long disappeared and that they had instead been filled with guilt.

The court musicians dressed in mourning walked out of Dae Yung Hall. After that, they spread their hair and wore white mourning clothes. Even the gloomy face slowly emerged.

Even Fu's appearance was very tired, his eyes were dripping, his eyes were covered with blood silk, and his breath was a little fluctuating.

But no one cares. Maybe he's just too sad.

After all, Lianfu has a good relationship with the Great Wind.

“Where are the three princes?” Lianfu swayed the dust and shouted.

However, no one responded. Prince and King Yu stood up at the same time and arched their hands against Lianfu.

Even Fu took a deep look at the two of them, and then began to perform some pre-burial rituals. These solemn but solemn rituals were inherited from the royal family of the Breeze Empire and must be followed by each prince.

“Next, please welcome the heir to the throne to the coffin.” Lianfu swept the dust again, opening his mouth.

But when it came out, it was to let all the literary and martial arts officials under it meet at the same time and talk about it.

Zhao Musheng stood calmly at the corner of his mouth.

Yu Wang and Prince went forward again, and Yu Wang opened his mouth: “For some reason, Third Brother never showed up. Even the chief executive, the time can not be wrong, let this king greet the coffin. ”

“Welcome to the coffin. Where's your turn? … is also the palace to greet the coffin.” The prince swept the king cold and said.

The two became needle-sharp again.

Lianfu sighed softly. The attitude of the two princes was too obvious. Since the three princes were not here, it seems that 89 out of 10 had suffered something. Otherwise, Yu Wang and the Prince would not have sworn so that Dandan would have stood up and fought for this opportunity to greet the coffin.

But in general, there must be one person to greet the coffin, and even the blessing is a bit of a disaster.

“Commander Lian, you decide… Father trusted you most before he was born.” Wong's eyes turned to Lianfu, "he said.

“The two princes, please take care of the coffin, can't be sure, wait a little longer, if the three princes really have not yet arrived, the two princes will greet the coffin together.” Lianfu said.

Yu Wang chuckled. Ji Chengxue could never come. There was no use in waiting. It was just a waste of time. Although I thought so in my heart, Yu Wang's superficial work was still to be done.

Neither did the Prince, and both looked away.

The passage of time quickly caused the anxiety of the martial arts officials beneath, and the fragmented whispers came out from time to time.

Even Blessed glanced and retracted, but his heart was a sigh.

“Even the chief, the third brother has not yet arrived, this is already a great disrespect to the father, how can such a man succeed the throne? The task of welcoming the coffin is to let the palace come.” The prince opened his mouth again.

King Yu is also reluctant to show weak arguments.

However, while they were arguing, the corner of Lianfu's mouth rose sharply and his gaze looked away. At the entrance to Tianxuan Gate, there were two shadows slowly coming.

“Dear brothers, you are so worried, it is up to me to greet the coffin, after all… I am the heir to the throne. ”

The chilled voice rang from far to near, and suddenly rang all over the ears of the Prince and King Yu. It was like a thunderbolt, making them feel very strange.

Zhao Musheng's eyes narrowed and stared closely at Ji Chengxue, feeling a little confused.

Ji Chengxue's side followed Xiao Yue with a full face. They were all dressed in mourning and walked step by step toward Daohsiung Hall.

Soon before Ji Chengxue arrived at Lianfu, he nodded gently at Lianfu, then looked at the Prince and Yu Wang.

“I'm not dead... are you surprised? ”